Time.It flowed past at an unnerving pace.It flowed past me and it flows past you.I look back at the golden rope leading back to the beginning of my maze and know I can never go back.
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"Max!" Nudge seemed upset.
"Whats wrong sweetie?" I asked in as soothing a voice as I could summon.
"My…wing."I looked at her little wing (which was really big,actually) and saw blood color the fethars as I looked.
"Fang!" I called, trying not to let the worry I was feeling seep into my voice.
He half ran, half flrw to me. Obviosusly,I wasn't doing such a good job covering my worry.This had already happened to Fang,sort of,and I was worried.
"What? Max.Whats going on?"I pointed numbly at the now doused in blood wing.
"Get her feet." He murmmured as he cradled the little girl in his arms.
"Angel! Izzy! Gazzy! Come on! Hurry!"I called.
Fang and me shot worried glances at one another the entire way to the hospital. The one Fang had been at. The place that knew we had wings.
It was sertile, white and smelly in the place.i hated it. And the others in the waiting room kept shooting us weird glances. I would've punched them if they'd kept it up, but then a woman got the report that her husband was deas and a family with a small baby was told that their grandmother was dead. That is why I hatospitals.it literally reeks of death. I had had enough.
"Sweetheart?"A young nurse with blonde hair and silver eyes approached me.
"You need a break. Go up to the fourth floor. What you need to see is right there."I was kinda weirded out, but she worked here. She knew the deal…hopefully.
"I'll come." Said Fang. Not so hard on the inside. I thought.
We pressed the little white button to the fourth floor on the gigantic elevator. Fang leaned his head against the cold silver. I leaned next to him and breathed in his scent and reached out for his hand. We just stood there and held hands.his eyes shut and mine large, drinking in him.
The doors opened and we stepped out, letting go of each other's hands. I stood at the glass and saw exactly what the Nurse had intended me to see. This must be the Ward where all of the mothers that came here delivered new children, beautiful and pure and innocent. And I was peering into at least twenty-five of their new faces, their clean little bodies,their red and blue signs that displayed names and date-of-births. Fang came up behind me and put his strong, reassuring hand around the small of my waist.He began to form each of their names with his lips on my neck.I felt a tengle go up the part he was kissing and a blush work up my cheeks.
Eliza, Brends, mandy, Johnathan, Richard, Ian, Felicia, Harold, Karen, Sarah, David, Mariana, Hue, Wendy.
He said without words.i couldn't do this anymore. Putting all my stuborness, my fear and embarassment aside, I kissed him, and he kissed me back, full on the lips and I felt tears come out of my eyes I was so happy. And I relized that he was what I needed. He would help me live through wahtever was happening to Nudge and he would always be there for whatever happened.
Kind of sweetly ironic. I had my first real, my decision kiss not his in front of twety-five babies. They'll be scared for life.